Temporary Escape

As much as I wanted to Eat. Pray. Love. my way to resilience, or simply go off the grid and be so inconceivably self-absorbed, I couldn't for the lack of capability to support myself financially, and the emotional instability that may come henceforth, but I guess it feels just as right to be away for a while with some of the people closely related to you at a time like this. It was nice to spend days in an old place where I spent most summers of my pre-formative years and wallow in the quiet every night (okay, not so quiet since I almost passed out on the beach one night, and I was gagging and got my first hangover of the year but that's a different story).

It dawned on me that in achieving happiness there really are some things you should just keep to yourself (and a confidante, perhaps). Things remain unfathomable, the inevitable crosses your mind and you feel like the only way to end this quest for reason is to say something. But no matter how difficult, you choose the path of peace and let life do all the work realizing you ran out of damns to give, or maybe it's just not worth it anymore. We all tire of trying, much more when you try alone. You just have to put yourself together and know that what you think will make you feel better, is only gonna make things worse. So you stop disrupting the flow, smile (sometimes even laugh) at the things you see, and let things fall into place on its own. Truly in ignorance, there is bliss.

But there's something strange about the feeling... it comes, it goes, you don't want it, then you start embracing it, and then Swedish House Mafia's words start to play in your head like an incantation...

"Don't you worry, don't you worry child. See heaven's got a plan for you" and for a while it's all okay.